Vivid Memories

"Errr...I'm sorry," Halia apologized in a flustered state as she quickly tried to get up.

But, just as she pushed herself off the man's body, she felt a pair of strong arms wrap around her waist and pull her back down.

Jackson looked at Halia. She was as beautiful as ever. Her long wispy black hair hung teasingly, the ends gently tickling his body as it emitted a gentle floral fragrance. She had no makeup on, but her dewy eyes and naturally rosy cheeks were so alluring that Jackson couldn't take his eyes off her.

He could feel the silkiness of her nightgown on his fingers as it clung to the outlines of her body. How could a man resist such a sight?

"Why are you wearing that?" he asked in a slightly dangerous tone.

Halia brushed back some of her hair and glanced away awkwardly, "Max brought it, I had no choice."

"Oh, Max," the man sighed with his deep and charming voice.

All of a sudden, Jackson pulled Halia closer to him. Halia looked down at the man. She could feel his firm chest beneath her body and it made her cheeks burn in embarrassment. She subconsciously glanced down at the muscles on his arms and the collared shirt that clung to his attractive body and it made her body heat up as well. Why was he holding her like that? What did he want? Slowly, her eyes fell back on the man's face, but...

Halia suddenly froze...

Jackson's face had changed.

It wasn't Jackson anymore!

It was Sean!

With a seductive smile, Sean flipped her on the bed and pressed his body firmly against hers. He then grabbed her hands and pinned them against the bed as his lips fell on her neck. His kisses were rough and passionate as they traced across her collarbone and down to her chest. Halia felt her breathing speed up.

But, she quickly realized what was happening.

"Sara, not now!!" she thought. This was the worst time to have a flashback.

Halia had gotten used to Sara's memories, so she recognized she was in one straight away, but even though she consciously knew what was happening, it was almost like she was possessed and could not control herself.

Sara bit her lip and looked up at the man. She wanted more from him.

At that moment, Sean let go of her hands and quickly cupped them around her breasts. Sara stretched her neck back, closed her eyes and moaned in pleasure as she felt the man's mouth against her bare skin. Halia did not like the way that things were progressing. Sure, Sara loved Sean, but Sean was Halia's handler...so this did not feel right.

The memory was more vivid than any of the memories Halia had ever had before. She could feel the man's every breath and smell his sweat in the air. Unlike his usual gentle and refined appearance, this man was rough and domineering when it came to the bed. But, Sara enjoyed it, even though Halia did not. Halia liked Sean, but only as a mentor, a friend...a brother - not like this!

"Stop it, Sara!" Halia thought to herself as she tried desperately to snap out of the memory. This was not something she wanted to see nor experience.

But, at that moment, to her surprise, a voice whispered back in her mind, "Just a little more..."

It was Sara's voice...

What was happening?

Was Sara responding to her???

This had never happened before...

Halia suddenly felt scared. She was stuck in someone else's memory and she couldn't get out.

At that moment, a gentle voice drifted into her ear, "Halia?"

The voice was familiar and comforting.

"Halia?"

Halia felt her body relax.

Slowly, the man's breaths faded and the air cleared. Halia blinked her eyes a few times and found herself staring into a face that quickly took her fears away. A man that always saved her from the most dangerous situations.

"Is everything alright?" Jackson asked worriedly as he slowly released his grip on her body. "You suddenly froze and your face turned pale."

Halia looked down at the man. She was still on top of his body. That was right, everything from the moment that she saw Sean's face was just a flashback.

"Did I make you uncomfortable?" Jackson asked apologetically as a flash of disappointment appeared on his face.

Halia noticed this and she felt her heart ache a little. Did she hurt his feelings? Did he think she was acting that way because of him?

"Sorry, I just wanted to hug you. You know...you're so beautiful...and damn Max had to give you that nightgown...I just couldn't resist...I won't..."

Before Jackson could say anymore, Halia leaned forward, closed her eyes and kissed him on the lips. No, she was not uncomfortable because of him. In fact, she was relieved to see him.